The Ordinary Me is Worshipped as a Deity by the Extraordinary Them-Chapter 99

Su Li knew it would be difficult to defeat the Pope, or rather, no one understood this better than Su Li.

But Su Li still hadn’t anticipated just how difficult it could be!

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When going to the white small building surrounded by daphne flowers, Su Li deliberately placed the raven that had been standing on his shoulder onto his arm instead.

The pure black raven looked at Su Li with a somewhat puzzled expression, which stirred something in the young man’s heart.

Like a mindless pet owner who tells their beloved pet everything, Su Li told the raven, “Don’t intervene until the critical moment in the upcoming battle.”

But what was before the critical moment?

Even though the raven didn’t ask this question, Su Li understood he would be confused about this point, so he answered directly, “The critical moment refers to when all ability users opposing the Pope have fallen.”

Just as Su Li was about to continue speaking, he felt as if his vision had been momentarily obscured, suddenly darkening, but returning to normal in an instant.

Thinking carefully, it was like a strange camera operation where a single frame was inverted in a ten-second video, then resumed playing normally.

Su Li was puzzled for a second, and also swallowed back the words “including me” that he had been about to say.

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The reason for suddenly taking back those words was because the raven standing on Su Li’s forearm, while still maintaining the posture of an ordinary raven, suddenly spoke in his human form’s voice. “When it comes to battle, I have more authority to speak than you do.”

Su Li felt the assertiveness of the raven standing on his arm.

He had never felt it so clearly before, though Su Li knew that the raven could say this because he had already understood what Su Li had left unsaid.

Cough…

“Why did it suddenly go dark just now?” Su Li chose to change the subject.

Then he saw the raven, whose feathers on the back of its head were somewhat ruffled, lowering its head to peck at his hand.

The raven said, “I just activated a dark element sound barrier on you.”

The human male voice that reached Su Li’s ears remained steady, unlike how a person’s voice would normally change slightly when speaking while looking down, due to certain obstructions in sound transmission.

But Su Li was confused. “What do you mean by activating a sound barrier on me?”

He shouldn’t have any alchemy tools on him anymore.

The Xia Zuo brand equipment destroyer was truly of excellent quality.

“This isn’t an alchemy tool, it’s a derivative effect of the contract between you and me.”

By the time Su Li began brainstorming what this sentence could possibly mean, the small building surrounded by daphne flowers was already before his eyes.

Su Li immediately gave up on obsessing over the peculiarities of this other world, after all, he was still himself—an ordinary person without any elemental affinity.

He just didn’t understand why the King, who was followed by ten people dressed in pure black armor that looked very dangerous and full of abnormalities, suddenly asked him, “Do you think it would be better to attack directly, or to wait for the Pope to appear before engaging?”

Su Li didn’t understand why the King would ask him.

He wasn’t the one who had unexpectedly become a father, nor was he the one hunting down the homewrecker.

Su Li’s purpose, apart from the superficial collaboration with Ophelia to trap the Pope, was simply that he didn’t want the human rights that should belong to him to be suppressed by this world’s divine authority.

So what Su Li truly didn’t understand was why the King would treat him as justice.

But it didn’t matter.

Su Li only needed to tell the King that, as the ruler of a country, he had the right to choose.

And so this King not only seemed like a capitalist boss who had been perfectly flattered, but could even wear an outrageous expression that said, “Thank you for giving me the right to choose.”

Su Li didn’t sense the meaning behind the King’s expression.

He could understand him only because the King himself said, “To be able to turn everything around from a position of weakness, yet unwilling to enjoy the honor that should be yours…”

“You truly are a person of noble character.”

Su Li didn’t understand how the King saw him as a person of noble character. He only knew that this man definitely hadn’t considered that Su Li’s efforts to keep him alive were not only because the King still had value, but more so due to a kind of personal selfishness.

Su Li would instinctively wonder if it was possible to avoid so many deaths.

The situation with the Tross family couldn’t be changed, and those nobles who were later investigated and found truly deserving of death were killed by Mavis, with Su Li actively facilitating it.

But…

Su Li felt that the expression of a good person would never again be his.

The most he could say was that he hadn’t yet reached the level of a scoundrel.

However, Su Li’s reason for keeping the King alive definitely had nothing to do with noble character.

Although thinking this way inside, on the surface Su Li acted as if he hadn’t heard the King’s words.

He forcibly shifted his focus to the Pope, after all, no normal person would torture themselves by constantly pondering how much of a scoundrel they were.

Then Su Li watched as the King directed one of the ten black-armored figures to kick open the fresh-styled white door.

Su Li was quite certain in his heart that Leirela, the lady caught between two men at the pinnacle of power, hadn’t received wholehearted love from either of them.

Because there wasn’t even anger of unexpectedly becoming a father on the King’s face.

He was simply happy.

Happy about the Pope, who stood at the same level as himself, being trapped.

And it was the kind of trap meant to kill.

Su Li closed his eyes, and reopened them after a second.

The raven standing on the young man’s forearm extended its left wing to brush against his wrist.

Su Li guessed that the sound barrier was probably still active, and sure enough, the raven’s voice came to his ears, with that stable tone that revealed a hint of wooden stiffness. “Don’t feel sad about glimpsing the coldness of human hearts.”

Su Li calmly thought to himself that the raven’s recognition of human hearts was growing at an astonishing speed.

Meanwhile, he said aloud, “What I’m considering isn’t just how Leirela’s life will be harshly judged in books that claim to be elemental histories but are actually noble gossip compilations.”

“I’m thinking more about what comes after.”

“After this, will Leirela be like the daphne flowers next to this small building…”

This type of flower, with a fragrance so intense that the first deep inhalation can feel pungent, carries a very beautiful meaning.

—-Good fortune is coming.

Su Li hoped so.

Afterwards, a giant pillar of light rose from inside the white building, blasting those daphne flowers that had already been trampled once by the people the King brought, causing branches to break and leaves to fall.

The white-tinged red flowers scattered and fell to the ground, eventually becoming dust beneath the feet of all onlookers.

The Pope had already begun fighting with the ten people brought by the King.

At the moment when the white building was destroyed, what arose in Su Li’s heart wasn’t just regret over the collapsed building and the withering daphne flowers…

He was also filled with the notion that the King deserved this.

Ophelia probably had this awareness too, just not as clearly as he did.

Why not fight the Pope in the city?

Because it would cause too much harm to ordinary citizens.

And why actively control the situation, manipulating the Pope to come to this white building without his knowledge?

Of course, it was because when one piece of trash falls, what right does the other have to fare better?

Everyone might as well die.

“Except you and me,” Su Li said after all those thoughts had passed through his mind, while raising his arm to place the raven in front of his forehead, rubbing against it forcefully.

The raven used an extremely delicate force, neither hurting Su Li with its claws nor allowing itself to be rubbed off balance, then said, “I thought I could follow your train of thought just now.”

Su Li pressed his lips against the feathers on the raven’s chest, his voice muffled as he said, “If brainstorming and wild imagination could be understood by any living being other than the ascaris in my belly, I would only find it terrifying.”

Just as there were no ascaris in his belly, of course outsiders couldn’t follow his wild imagination.

That’s what Su Li said, then coldly watched as, whether intentionally done by the ten armored figures or secretly ordered by the King…

One of them, while attacking the Pope with a sword, kicked a large piece of building debris toward where he was standing.

How boring.

Su Li extended his hand, rarely taking an action that completely contradicted his life philosophy.

Standing straight with rigid calves, when he discovered that one of the ten was intentionally trying to cause him some trouble during the battle, Su Li completed a [Young Man Like Wind] CG in an instant.

The young man standing in place was unlike the various elemental colors surrounding the figures of all kinds of people in the background; around him, it was clean, like a pure white space.

The collapsed building in the distance, those light elements that almost distorted the air, Ophelia who wore magnificent attire yet coldly observed everything, and the King who obviously looked at the Pope but clearly had a trace of fanaticism in the corner of his eye…

They were all expecting the young man to be crushed by that piece of debris.

Malicious thoughts were everywhere.

Standing amidst the ruins, yet as if standing in the celestial palace, Su Li calmly observed everything.

Until that flying piece of white building debris, just before it touched his fingertips, was completely shattered by a force that none could perceive.

The white-gray powder accumulated into a small pile on the ground.

Su Li’s platinum hair, which had grown long, was also completely blown back by the wind that seemed to have been delayed a beat, just as the debris’s powder fell to the ground.

The young man’s face was like jade, his figure tall and straight, and in his vision, in the environment, in the space, all scenery seemed worthless.

Some were terrified, some incredulous.

There was also someone half-floating in the sky, dressed in white robes, whose aged face showed ferocious intent.

The Pope looked at the King, his tone like the temperature at high altitude, not only cold enough, but also carrying a clearly suffocating taste.

That voice said from on high, “Meredith Amikbi, are you trying to challenge the rights of God?”

The Pope was expressing with his whole being that the King should die, that he wanted to tear the King to pieces.

But Su Li felt that this wasn’t really what angered him.

Rather, it was the current situation where everyone was trapping him.

Despite being in a scene where he should rightfully be revered as the center, there were many people who paid him no attention.

Su Li smiled, bathed in everyone’s gazes full of different meanings, his clear voice tinkling like a spring, he tilted his head slightly and said…

“God, is also worthy of having rights?”